ms. cat

Cat's return to Catco
  • James: It's good to see you again, Ms. Grant
  • Cat: Yes, well, taking a yacht around the world isn't as thrilling as you would expect. Could you tell Kara I want to see her on her lunch break?
  • James: *goes quiet*
  • (Elsewhere, a phone rings)
  • Kara: *picks up* Hello?
  • Cat: I LEAVE YOU FOR TWO SECONDS AND YOU GET FIRED!?!?!

“Bisexuals only deserve representation for being bisexual if they’re in same-gender relationships”
“You’re secretly gay”
“You’re secretly straight”
“Bisexual is just a fancy word for confused”
“I’m not biphobic I just don’t want to date someone who’s dated a different gender.”
“Bi means two which must mean you only date cis men and women so you’re transphobic”
“Talking about problems with bisexual representation in the LGBTQIA+ community makes you a homophobe”
“You’re a slut“
“You’re greedy”
“If you get assaulted it’s your fault for dating a different gender”
“I don’t want to date you because you’ll cheat on me”

anonymous asked:

Kara talking to Cat about who is on the ship, but instead of saying that Mon-El is her boyfriend and Lena her best friend, Lena is her gf.

“So who’s up there?”

Kara’s stomach churns, because Cat always knows. How the hell does Cat always know?

“Oh please, we both know that Winslow is not capable of keeping his mouth shut,” Cat solves the mystery, and Kara’s stomach somersaults.

“It’s a good friend of mine.” She pauses and she keeps her arms crossed and she prays to Rao that this won’t be as scary as she’d imagined it to be. “And my girlfriend.”

She doesn’t look at her. Instead, she looks up at the sky. Toward Lena.

She can’t see Cat’s face, but she can hear her heartbeat skip. She can hear her heart rate speed up.

She plows into talking more, because she still can’t look at her. Still can’t, can’t, can’t. She sighs and she tosses her arms up.

“Maybe Alex and the president are right. Maybe it’s Supergirl’s responsibility to protect everyone. But all I can think about is the fact that the woman I love is trapped on that ship, and if we destroy it – “ 

Her voice falters and she prays for just a fraction of the strength Maggie had demonstrated when Alex was kidnapped.

“ – then she’s destroyed too, and that… that would break my heart.”

She sighs and she turns and she tries not to throw up, and she still refuses to look at Cat.

“It’s selfish.”

Cat objects – gently, gently, a slight tremor in her voice that Kara can’t quite place – before the word even finishes breathing its way out of her lips.

“No, no, it’s not selfish, Supergirl. It’s human.”

Kara turns to her, now, because Cat always knows – always knows exactly what’s wrong – and Kara wonders if she knows now, too, that Kara is struggling because if she were human, truly human, maybe Lena wouldn’t be in this mess, maybe – 

“You’ve fallen in love, Supergirl, and that… that, as much as anything you’ve done, as much as any of the buildings or planes or people you’ve saved, means you belong here. You didn’t bring this fight here, Supergirl, and you certainly didn’t put your girlfriend up on that ship.”

“I could have stopped them from taking her – “

“I highly doubt there was anything you could have done. In my experience, Kara Danvers, when you want something done, if it’s at all possible, it gets done.”

“Kara Da – what – Ms. Grant, what are you – “

“You’re spluttering, dear, do mind that you don’t misplace your eyes if they pop any farther out of your head.”

“But – how did you – why would you – “

“Because I know you, Supergirl. I know you in all your forms. And I know that when you put your mind, your heart, behind something, you’re going to achieve it. You want to save your girlfriend?”

There’s a long, long pause, and Kara almost gathers the courage to look at Cat. Almost.

“Then she is the luckiest person on this planet, because she will be saved, and by the most heroic knight of our generation, no less. I will claim some credit, of course, both for grooming you and for this rousing pep talk.”

Kara can’t help but smile and Cat can’t help but return it, even if it’s a little sad on the edges.

“How’s Carter?” Kara blurts suddenly, because she realizes that the question’s been buzzing in the back of her mind for a while now, since she got his last letter and hadn’t had the time or energy to respond.

Since Alex.

“Well, you know, he enjoyed his time away with his mother, but I think we’re both ready to come back and expand our horizons right in the place we started.”

Kara’s eyes light up and Cat shakes her head softly.

“Another time, Supergirl. Chop chop. You have a woman to save. Not to mention a planet.”

Kara chuckles, almost more to herself than anyone else, and her voice is low, almost husky, when she turns to her and tells her, “I really missed your advice, Ms. Grant.”

Cat almost smiles. Almost indulges. Almost.

“And I’ve really missed giving it. Now shoo. Up up and away, no time to lose.”

Kara smiles, exhales hard, and uncrosses her arms, and Cat watches as she reaches them to the sky and positively soars.

She leans back on her hands and watches, watches, shaking her head and sighing to herself.

“That is still so hot,” she whispers, and she wonders if Supergirl’s superhearing can pick that up, and she wonders how she lived a single day without… this.